Good morning, sunshine! Or...not.

I have recently been reminded that I am not a morning person.

I have a hard time waking up. I hit the snooze at least once or twice, and I don't really function at work until I've had at least one cup of coffee.

Apparently this is hereditary.

Lindsey usually wakes up first - no alarm needed. She is usually smiling and ready to get out of bed and eat some breakfast.

NOTE: Photo may have been re-created, thus the illusion of smiling while sleeping.

And then there is Marissa.


Photo of actual sleeping child.



"Go away, Mommy!"


She is grumpy. She does not get out of bed until cajoled. Her first word isn't actually a word, it's a grunt. Her second word is a louder grunt, and her third sound is a three-word sentence: "Go away Mommy!"

She has to eat breakfast at school because she spends half an hour lying in bed and runs out of time to eat at home. There is a last minute rush for her school bag, boots, ponytails and the like.

Wait a minute...I eat breakfast at work because I don't have time at home. Wayne will tell you that often my first words aren't words, and my second words aren't understandable. And I usually leave the house 5 minutes after I thought I would due to last minute searches for papers, dress shoes or outer gear.

I guess I know which girl takes after me. I already feel sorry for future college roommates.